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Issues

by Fredo Santana

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Swishers and pistols swisher Bang My trap, it be coming with issues Gotta keep swishers and pistols If a stain coming down with that issue My niggas letting off missiles For the right price young max God will kill you, money is so beneficial My trap it be coming with issues Gotta keep swishers and pistols These little niggas say they want issues Pull up with swishers and pistols Nigga go check my credentials Blowing on swishers and pistols This little bitch she got some potential Blow me like swishers and pistols My trap it be coming with issues Gotta keep swishers and pistols It's mister shoot gats back To back like Kobe, shaq Flip a pack it's coming back Like boomerang's in cul-de-sac So action packed my gun intact Put hollows where his kidneys at Front me work don't pay it back Like Rosa Parks don't play the back On Forum Park, I keep the strap Beyond the arc I'm back to back Larry Allen Ray Bird that's mix and match Got pounds of weed Lil' P got crack Not using fists my choppa clap If the bitch talk back then The bitch get smacked Got golden grill no T-will plaque Its Hoover gang don't need a flag My niggas split bread like gensu Money is never an issue Play with me your momma gon' miss you Have that bitch crying in tissues Keep 30 extensions on pistols suppressors no Sound when it hit you Your bitch blew the crew like a whistle then She came back nome and she kissed you My trap, it be coming with issues Gotta keep swishers and pistols If a stain coming down with that issue My niggas letting off missiles For the right price young max God will kill you, money is so beneficial My trap it be coming with issues Gotta keep swishers and pistols These little niggas say they want issues Pull up with swishers and pistols Nigga go check my credentials Blowing on swishers and pistols This little bitch she got some potential Blow me like swishers and pistols My trap it be coming with issues Gotta keep swishers and pistols All facts when I rap on the Track these niggas tellin' lies I ain't gotta rap where my Trap I be sellin' pies Cocaine, ecstasy, molly, I can serve ya ass 5 bricks in my closet came a Long way from sellin' bags Damn, these niggas be walkin' round like They tough but softer then tissue Head shot, face shot, leave 'em on the ground Now his family gon' miss 'em Ya bitch be suckin' my dick I'm gripping all on her nipple (Thot) A nigga tried to rob me hell nah Nigga I keep me a nickel (Ha ha ha) Mr keep the thrax play with Me you gettin' wacked I don't give a fuck who You is, where you at, i'm comin' at 30 straps with 30's attached kill Ya ass ain't comin' back Last night was a good day bought 30k up off my traps My trap, it be coming with issues Gotta keep swishers and pistols If a stain coming down with that issue My niggas letting off missiles For the right price young max God will kill you, money is so beneficial My trap it be coming with issues Gotta keep swishers and pistols These little niggas say they want issues Pull up with swishers and pistols Nigga go check my credentials Blowing on swishers and pistols This little bitch she got some potential Blow me like swishers and pistols My trap it be coming with issues Gotta keep swishers and pistols Trap house strapped eatin' noodles At the table counting money with my shooters Got 30's on Glocks and rugers Still groovin' bitch it's 5 duece Hoover Still $1, 200 for the whole cruiser Still do a drive by in the Uber Head band but I'm not a fuckin' hooper We trap big well mine a lil' huger Hit 'em with the 30 Popper bullets jumpin' grasshopper Parked around the corner yeah you know My lil' crips got 'em Drinking marijuana going fed just To make a profit Bodies dropping price dropping need a pint You know I got it Call me when you outside park By the fire hydrant serve 'em or rob 'em I'm sitting here deciding Show his ass the work first let 'em go in his wallet Hit his ass with the pistol then We go inside his pockets (I'm Janky don't trust me) Its no one no ones all my niggas is killin' (We jumpin', we shootin') You sweet honey bun with The extra cream filling (You sweet nigga) My niggas is pimping these boppers We callin' 'em dollars My niggas be shootin' them choppas Your niggas calling the coppers My trap, it be coming with issues Gotta keep swishers and pistols If a stain coming down with that issue My niggas letting off missiles For the right price young max God will kill you, money is so beneficial My trap it be coming with issues Gotta keep swishers and pistols These little niggas say they want issues Pull up with swishers and pistols Nigga go check my credentials Blowing on swishers and pistols This little bitch she got some potential Blow me like swishers and pistols My trap it be coming with issues Gotta keep swishers and pistols

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